Cuddly Cats

Big-eyed Royal

Most of the cats were in cuddly moods last Monday night. I spent a lot of the time before cleaning visiting the handful of new cats sprinkled throughout the building. Both Ally Oop and Royal didn't want to be picked up, but both rubbed and rubbed against my arms as I petted them. Mr. Bean was especially snuggly as well. I very much appreciated his attention, as he's the softest cat I've ever met.

The oh-so-soft Mr. Bean

Hamish wonders why I'm not petting him.

After many weeks of cleaning in the back I was finally up in the front again. I cleaned a small side room, and the large, front room. Two cats were in cages- Hamish, and Poppet. I was disappointed to see Poppet caged up, as he has spent most of his time here roaming free in the back room. Hamish was being excessively friendly as I cleaned his cage. At one point he lunged out of the cage, and I was afraid he was  going to dart out of the room. Instead, he leapt gracefully into my arms. There he stayed for nearly ten minutes, purring away, arms relaxed. Well, of course I couldn't keep cleaning until he became bored. So I waited. And waited. After nearly ten minutes he suddenly started to yowl, and then growl. He leapt back into his cage, looking at me suspiciously. He did this the rest of the night, alternating between being incredibly sweet, and very hostile. He leapt into my arms once more before the shift ended, but this time I tucked him back in his cage before his mood changed back.

We had some extra time at the end to visit and cuddle with more cats. But of course, it's never long enough!

"I'll pose nicely for your picture, but then you have to pet me." ~Gonzo

Eagle, Calloway, and Chi Chi. The photo is very representative of all three.

I don't remember this cat's name, but all she wanted was for her fluffy belly to be rubbed.